Sam
Straighten thinking.

After reaching Nada's house, Sam chatted with Hardi for a while. Sometimes Marni also entered into the chat around the men. Sam also said what happened to Nada until the middle-aged boy had to go home without his motor matic. Obviously because the motor tone must enter the workshop. In addition to the tires that have been torn inside it turns out there are other problems, namely because the injection system is disrupted.

“Bapak already said the same Nada. Just ask to replace it with tire tubes but Nadanya still ngeyel.”

Sam smiled faintly hearing that. Definitely again because he thinks it still looks worth the reason. That's Sam's thought about Nada.

“He is also recalcitrant. Likes to underestimate the same oil change service schedule. Though I have often reminded.”

Once again Sam was made to smile thinly with the taste of Tone. He sipped the warm tea that had been served in front of him. Many times glanced at the door of the room Nada who had not yet opened. He changed clothes what sleeps anyway. Not going out. Sam's mind started to fret because the night was getting late.

“One more time, thank you, Mas Sam. Already helped Nada.” Hardi has said it repeatedly, and it makes Sam not feel good.

“Sami-sami, Sir. It should have been me side-saukukan.” Even Sam felt this was nothing. Maybe already many times Nada may also need similar assistance during his time in Manado yesterday. And unfortunately he wasn't always there when Nada needed him.

“Actually earlier Mas Atar also came here after in wa sama Nada. But I told you if Mas Sam had picked up Nada.”

There was a throbbing in the corner of Sam's heart when he felt Atar was still so concerned with his fiancee. But what can he do. Forcing Atar to stop caring about Nada is clearly impossible. Later the effect is too conservative thinking to not want to accept help from others.

Not long after, Nada appeared from behind the door and joined at the guest table with Sam and Hardi. There was a little talk before Sam said goodbye to Hardi and Marni.

Now Nada is putting on a cloudy face as she escorts Sam to the front porch while watching Sam who is wearing his jacket.

There was a faint smile as Sam put the gloves on his left hand. Not do not not know how the meaning of the grim face that Nada presents when driving him at this time.

“Why, anyway, Deck. His face is so tangled. Do not put on that face. More could not make this home later.” Sam was obviously teasing Nada.

“Padal new at nine. I'm in a hurry to go home.” Tone pitted his nails when he said so. A little unraveling nervously for having dared to express his heartbreak. Not really upset. It's just that Nada is not willing to part.

They have been in LDR for almost four months. Your face's only been about three hours. It doesn't feel like his longing has healed yet. However, strangely again he deliberately locked himself in the room to steal the conversation Sam with his father not to meet him by talking. Every now and then it feels, happy and upset who is fighting which is stronger.

“Still kangen, yes. I don't think you're willing to split yet, nih.” The crazier Sam teased Nada, whose face is now getting hotter.

“Can't, anyway, don't joke just.” The tone swerved with the hand pinched Sam's arm which was wrapped in a thick jacket. The weather is so cold right now.

“Later to call ya, Dek. It's not nice for a neighbor if I'm here." Sam pinched the squash of Nada's cheek. Make the clicker delicately at once embarrassed.

Finally Nada had to be willing to see Sam go with his bike. Sam's right, in his village if there are people who visit too late there will certainly be a neighbor's talk that is not good to hear.

The night after Sam arrived at his house, he did not immediately contact Nada as he promised. He only had time to write a message to Nada if he had just arrived home. There was a Kusno paklik and a Siti bulik came to ask about Tantri. Sam also told how any treatment that the mother passed to produce new results after four months.

"The workshop stays on the road, right, Sam?’ Kusno changed the topic of asking about his worries at Sam's abandoned workshop.

“Ya .. the name of the initial obstacle must be there, Paklik. That's why Sam came home because he was afraid to go everywhere. Agus did not dare to do much when there were many complaints when spare parts were not ori. That's why Sam wants to go through this."

It's true that's happening in his new shop. Either because of the outside person or indeed the carelessness of the recipient of the goods. Sam can't stand it so much to curse his employees. Selebh Agus, who is actually older than him. This is also his own fault that wants the business to keep going even though he is not in place.

The next morning, Sam was in the workshop early in the morning. He checked his aministration while he was away. Adjust to system stock and physical stock. Everything is safe without any problems.

But another problem is in the physical goods that for Sam need accuracy in order to distinguish the original goods with imitation, for this time Sam resistant so as not to blame many employees. Let this loss be borne. Maybe this is called effort is not always smooth.

The ringing of the phone made Sam immediately lift it.

“She wanted to call, waiting until night also did not appear, Mas!’

“Dek, Mas ask for your understanding, yes. The government has a problem. I was so confused how to finish it. Okay okay, I'm sorry. You're patient, yeah. Later if you have found a bright spot I will call you.” Light Sam calmly so that Nada does not return to float potes.

The tone across there suddenly softly heard Sam's voice. Maybe he should start to understand Sam from now on.

“Not you work in your pack workshop, Mas? The problem should not be the problem you make to solve. What's more you weren't in the place either, right, back then!”

This time Sam was silent. Because Sam has not admitted if he has his own business. No, Sam hasn't had time to tell. Especially the workshop is carut marut like this. Sam doesn't think it's time yet.

“Stories, mas. At least by telling a story it will make you relieved. What use am I here if open a place to share the story," urged Nada.

Sam could only smile with relief from Nada's words. Sepolos and as good as his tone. He could not imagine if Nada knew there were still many things he could not share with the girl. Later, he will tell a story. Now shame still dominates his mind. Moreover, the effort he pioneered still had to install with ciciclan per month. There's still time to fix it. Sam could only hope that all the problems would soon diminish. Not to mention about the concept of marriage that was once discussed by the bulik siti and paklik. All coming together made the contents of his head like a great throb. However, as much as he could think clearly. He is no longer a high school boy who is careless in acting.

A day of correcting and sorting the milah also marked the spare parts that had entered making Sam really busy. He will still defend it even though he will sell at a more sloping price.

Loss is certain. But that's the way people who are pioneering the business.

The plan of stay the plan. By selling all the original sparep is his mission from the beginning. Although it is expensive as long as it is the original item then it will definitely last longer. Finally, he must accept if he is forced to spend the rest of sparep kw stock by having to be honest first to his customers later. Although he had previously bought at the price of ori.

Until the third night. Precisely Saturday night, then he can talk with Nada through the air. Talking about trivial things to just soften the heart of Tone who is actually longing but very embarrassed to express it.

“So, deck. I actually had a small business a few months ago. Around skh.” Sam began to tell by mentioning the location he set up the business. After talking about things for a long time, of course.

“What is it, Mas” asked Nada so seriously.

"There was. It's a small workshop. Just opened, so yesterday I had a little dizziness on him. There is a problem that makes the mood plummet.”

“Kok new story now, hell,” sahut Nada soon, start feeling guilty.

“Iyaa, there is only time, sih.” Sam laughed softly. “Ya ... How about? Honestly, I still have installments. So to confess if you have the effort, it feels afraid to say arrogant. Or, in said deliberately looking for face so you sure want to marry me.”

This time Nada was amazed at once would not have expected if it was the result of Sam's thinking. Usually if there are people who already have the effort will certainly be happy to make a roar to get praise from kayak. However, something else he now finds in Sam. Another thing he realized from a long time ago was already on him. There is no arrogant attitude even though that attitude is now rife for humans today.

Yeah, a lot of things Nada knew about Sam in school. He was never arrogant even though the family was with the figure of a father who ranked with the economy of the upper middle family. Though often he eats instant noodles too, if you want to save on expenses. In fact, he also had to experience borrowing money on Akmal if he ran out of pocket money. Something is worse. He once sold gas cylinders because his papa deliberately did not send pocket money, when Sam had dealt with the police because he was caught in a motorcycle racing raid.

“So, Deck. You should not be surprised if later I can not give monthly money like your dream. Because I still have a debt for my workshop.”

“Yes my goodness, Mas. What the hell are you thinking!" The tone clearly does not accept if Sam likens it to a city girl today who is definitely participating in socialite class. Although the scope is not like the artists of the capital.

Sam smiled bitterly, embarrassed also actually had confessed to this deep. But how else, he does not want there will be lies or things that he covers up, anything that can make it bad in the future.

“Not the one whose name is married it fills each other's shortcomings, Mas. In any case of course." The wider Sam's smile at this time, as well as imagining the face of Nada in the distance. It feels like just want a video call to be able to see the face of the tone with the look of the jutek. However, Nada clearly refused on the grounds that the voice heard so unclear.

“Judah, Mas. At least my burden has been reduced after this. I could talk all this time ... ” Tone glanced at the moving seconds on her phone screen. “As can meet trus chat aja. Feeling made important is what it feels like, tau.”

“Emang, all this time we have less conversation?" ask Sam without sin. For him just afraid if most chattering will make Nada ilfil.

“Kann .. We, too, have to equalize our opinions first! Let us be in line with his birth. So no fuss continue to kayak yesterday-yesterday.” Finally Nada said what she wanted. If waiting for Sam is sensitive, it feels impossible. Initiatives do not hurt first. As per the advice of Bella some time ago, really Nada did.

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